NOTES ON THE ART OF POETRY



I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books,
such sandstorms and ice blasts of words...
such staggering peace, such enormous laughter,
such and so many blinding bright lights...
splashing all over the pages
in a million bits and pieces
all of which were words, words, words,
and each of which were alive forever
in its own delight and glory and oddity and light.


Dylan Thomas
People in the arts struck me as being free...
I wanted, and still want,
to create something exceptionally clear
and hard and truthful.
So it was poetry for me.
~ Christopher Logue
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The Silence/Warning
Permanently
Occasional Alternative
Your Poem, Man...
How to Be a Poet
Oatmeal
Dear Reader
Kidnap Poem
Ars Poetica
Several Things
The Poet
Word
Poet's Corner
How to Eat a Poem
Why I am a Poet
The New Poetry Handbook
A Loaf of Poetry
For Poets
Poet, Trying to Surprise God
Why I am Not a Painter
Apple that Astonished
Eating Poetry
A New Poet
How Can You Become Poet
Selecting a Reader
The Joy of Writing
Notes on the Art of Poetry
Why do Poets Write?
Glass
I Stop Writing the Poem
An Obsessive Combination
Poet's Corner
LAUNDRY DAY
LINKS
SHOE BOX
SITE MAP
SCRAPBOOK
POETRY
WELCOME!
VIEWS
DIURNAL
QUOTES
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Tasks
Teaching the Ape to Write
People Like Us
Man Writes Poem
poetry readings
The Silence
You Go to School to Learn
Writing
Dear Editor
The Trouble with Poetry
I Ask You
Excerpt
Rereading Frost
Home Fire
Want Ads
The Trouble with Poetry - 2
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Sonnet
Poetics
Thesaurus
The Secret
Of Modern Poetry
live, on stage!
A Considerable Speck
The Best Cigarette
Digging